Chang Sheng: The Emperor is crazy

Chapter 48 Return
Dongyi.

Li Yannian opened his eyes.

"Fengdu!"

His face was filled with shock.

The name of the Hell's Ghost Mansion was actually written on the door sealed by the iron lock.

"How can this be?"

"Could it be that ghosts and gods built Yunlong in the darkness?"

Li Yannian felt complicated. He had spent his whole life searching for immortals, but he never expected that the ghosts and gods of the underworld would be right under his nose.

What an unlucky thing.

Why do they exist?

In addition to doubts, Li Yannian felt more disgust. He decided to move the capital immediately after returning to Daxia.

It would be interesting if the ghost palace was accompanied by a lucky dragon like a shadow.

Ying Ying!

Thousand-year-old magical butterflies circled around him and kept singing softly.

Li Yannian temporarily put aside matters in Fengdu and turned to appeasing Qianqiu Huandie.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. The connection between you and me is cut off by it."

After speaking, Li Yannian opened his palms. The bamboo slip made of sapphire was lying quietly in his palm. This was also the most important gain of his trip.

“Three Slips of Confucianism—The Danxin Chapter!”

No, to be precise, this is just a bamboo slip in the Danxin chapter.

The Danxin Chapter is composed of 365 bamboo slips. Nowadays, these bamboo slips are scattered in many small worlds, and they are constantly looking for the emperor who can revive Confucianism and Taoism.

Whoever can defeat the remaining competitors will be able to assemble a complete Danxin chapter.

This is a terrifying power that makes even immortals and Buddhas fearful.

"Ah!"

Li Yannian didn't believe it.

If you really have this ability, why break it into pieces?

If there is really someone who can unify all the bamboo slips, then it should be the holder of the Danxin Chapter that makes immortals and Buddhas afraid.

Li Yannian looked at the Danxin Pian. Countless clouds were flowing on the bamboo slips made of sapphire.

He first outlined the largest word "loyalty" on it, and then wrote the slightly smaller word "filial piety".

Li Yannian thought for a while and finally added the smaller words benevolence and righteousness under loyalty and filial piety.

"It's done!"

This is a contract he signed with Confucianism and Taoism in the name of the Emperor of Great Xia.

In the future, the Confucian scholars of Great Xia will be able to cultivate great righteousness by practicing loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness.

Among the four, the word "loyalty" is the first, and the efficiency of Haoran's righteousness obtained by practicing loyalty is the highest.

"I am compassionate after all."

"It does not block the path of advancement for benevolent people."

A harmonious Confucianism and Taoism is not what Li Yannian wants. Internal competition is needed to be more dynamic.

"Jueyin Luo."

Li Yannian called loudly.

Not long after, the old eunuch knelt down in front of him with a look of joy on his face.

"Congratulations to your Majesty for his return."

Li Yannian nodded and said: "Are you willing to be the leader of my Daxia Confucian sect, my teacher for all generations, and a sage of the human race?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this old slave is an eunuch!"

Jueyinluo was shocked.

"so what?"

Li Yannian looked indifferent.
"It is enough that you are my loyal minister."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and Danxinpian floated in front of Jueyinluo.

With a slight touch from Jueyinluo, countless information poured into his mind.

"Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, great righteousness!"

"Confucianism and Taoism practice qi."

"Foundation building!"

"Your Majesty, could this be the method of cultivating immortality!"

"good."

Li Yannian nodded.

The Haoran Zhengfa that comes with the Danxin Chapter is a special Qi training method.

It is guided by the awe-inspiring righteousness bred in the soul, and combined with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for practice.

Linhuang's decision to enter martial arts from Confucianism is undoubtedly a wrong choice. It is not only a waste of Haoran's righteousness, but also a kind of destruction to the human body!
"Are you willing to take charge of Daxia Confucianism!"

Li Yannian asked again.

"I am willing!"

Jueyinluo burst into tears. Not because of that illusory reputation, but because of His Majesty's trust in him.

"I will definitely live up to your majesty's trust and will firmly control Confucianism and Taoism."

Li Yannian nodded and said:
"The painting chapter will be entrusted to you for safekeeping.
After wiping out the imperial masters, you should first let the eunuchs in the palace begin to study Confucianism. They have always been loyal, and they will surely be able to give birth to awe-inspiring auras soon. "

"Maybe there will be someone like Sima or Caihou in the future!"

"promise!"

"Your Majesty, I also want to establish an organization."

A bold idea came to Jueyinluo's mind.

"The name of the organization is called Tianjing Yandu. Anyone who enters Yandu should purify his body and mind and cut off his evil roots. Only in this way can he serve your majesty wholeheartedly and practice the way of loyalty to the emperor!"

"That's a good idea."

This reminded Li Yannian of the East and West factories in Blue Star.

"You can do whatever you want."

Li Yannian is actually very tolerant towards his subordinates. As long as they can complete the tasks assigned by him, he will not impose too many restrictions on them.

They may even provide some support to the other party.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After the two discussed for a while, Jueyin Luo retreated with a blush on his face.

"Your Majesty, Tiangongyuan Zhuo Bufan wishes to see you!"

"allow!"

The old man in a wheelchair quickly moved in.

The old man has no lower body, and even his right arm and left eyeball are made of artificial equipment.

"Your Majesty, has the old eunuch Jueyin Luo taken the poison? Why is he so excited!"

"He's enlightened."

"I thought he had a bird."

Li Yannian was speechless.

When he looked at Zhuo Bufan, he remembered the dense formulas and runes, and his head swelled.

Li Yannian gently pressed his temples with his fingertips and closed his eyes to rest.

"What's the result I want?"

Zhuo Bufan immediately replied seriously:

"Your Majesty, it is inferred that Xu Tianling will reach the critical moment of luck in about twelve days."

Li Yannian opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty, please take a look."

Zhuo Bufan pressed the button.

A scroll popped out of the wheelchair, and at the same time two mechanical arms stretched out from the back of the wheelchair, completely unfolding the scroll in front of Li Yannian.

The scroll records the number, scope and intensity of natural disasters each year.

"Your Majesty, if the National Master really relies on the luck of the country to practice, then the key nodes of the National Master's luck can be inferred from the pattern of these natural disasters."

"When the moon is full?"

Li Yannian discovered that before the full moon every year, the outbreak of natural disasters would gradually increase, reaching a peak on the night of the full moon, and then slowly begin to decline.

"Of course, the premise here is that the passage of the national destiny can indeed trigger the occurrence of disasters, and there are no other factors that affect the operation of the national destiny." Zhuo Bufan added.

"No need to doubt it."

"I have been going crazy every day in these years, and the national fortunes have continued to be sluggish. The occurrence of disasters should be quite balanced."

"No one except Xu Tianling can cause such fluctuations."

Li Yannian said lightly.

What's more, the struggle between Lingxuzi and Bai Wugu also clearly shows that artificially absorbing the national destiny will cause natural disasters.

"I have placed explosives on thirty-five rock pillars. They will automatically blow up the rock pillars on a full moon night."

"Xu Tianling will definitely go crazy by then."

"well done."

Li Yannian smiled faintly.

Twelve days!
It’s almost time, let’s put an end to it once and for all!
"Your Majesty!"

Li Yannian suddenly spoke.

Zhuo Bufan was stunned, and then his whole body trembled with excitement.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty!"

He was a disabled man, and Li Yannian never made him kneel down even when he was going crazy in his later years.

But there was one exception. That was fifty years ago, when he first came into contact with the Mohist inheritance. It was the grace of Li Yannian's preaching!

Zhuo otherwise pressed the button.

The wheelchair slowly disassembled and finally placed him on the ground.

Zhuo Bufan lay prone on the ground, extremely pious: "Please give me a law, Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)